Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Water Mothers

Fluidity and waves
to and fro.
 to her
 and she 
back I go.

My truth tears 
flow to her. 
Their creator.
Her and she 
gave birth to 
me, 
to my sight, 
my insight,
my fears,
and 
tears. 

Her and she will hug me
 with smiles, 
with warmth.
And cast a shadow 
on times before.
 That moment ,
 a  parting 
of the clouds,
 an endless loving reunion 
witnessed 
by the sun.